Sydney Sykes vs. Bad Brad - A Rat In A Cage

[BlackAkuma]

Brad would never say he got off on hurting anyone, but when he was pissed enough, the mean streak could come out of him real damn face. Syd had pretty much asked for this. Could’ve ended this a long time ago, couldn't just back the fuck off when he told her to, but no - she had to keep pushing things, had to make a damn fool out of him in the gym. And now look at her, face first against a cage wall, getting her nose cheese-grated under his boot. Exactly what she deserved, and it would be getting a fuckload worse.

Brad figured it was getting close to the point where he’d give her the fucking she was begging for, but for that, he wanted to make sure she was compliant - no chances of fighting, no chances of turning the tide.

After a few more moments of hammering her skull in, Brad broke away, spun about and took off in a run across the ring, shaking the canvas with every powerful step. He hit the ropes, bounced off, and came back at her with a full head steam, moving at top speed. Not all that fast, really, but when you had the kind of power and weight he had, a little momentum could go a long way.

He waited until the last moment, then brought his leg up and shot his boot out towards Syd’s face, looking to clobber her with an earth-shattering blow and take all the fight out of her in one go.

[Caborn]

Sydney could absolutely say she got off on hurting people. But she could also say she got off when getting hurt by others too. This was a bit of an exception as Brad finally took his boot off her head. Peeling off the cage, Sydney would have a bright red pattern matching the chain links across her face. Groaning in pain as she slid down and started hanging from the middle rope, the she monster would begin to hear the sound of stomping boots moving fast. Each one getting louder, which told the big woman that something was getting closer to her. Turning her head too late to see her opponent coming, Syd would receive a jarring blow to her head as Brad smacked her into the cage wall with a running boot!

The entire ring spun around as Syndey nearly blacked out. Bouncing off the cage, the blonde beast woman would flop down on the canvas. Face down as she was laying sprawled out across the ring, Syd would find herself completely helpless and at Big Bad Brad's mercy. Unable to think let alone move, the only sign that she was still alive was her chest pushing her up and down as she continued breathing heavily. In the back, the rest of Red Nation were all worried for their teammate. Kimmy even had to be restrained by her big sister so she wouldn't rush out there. They knew she wouldn't want her help, but even then they had no way to get into the cage. All they could do was watch and have faith that their big fucking she-monster could handle things on her own.

[BlackAkuma]

Brad’s size sixteen’s crack Syd clean across the face, and he swore, he couldn't have imagined a sweeter sound. That reverberation, the echo of a rattling skull, and the sweet silence that followed right after, as she went down like a ton of bricks. After all this time, he’d finally gotten the bitch to shut up. Perfect.

Brad didn’t go on the offense straight away, but instead stepped back and took a moment to breathe, sucking in lungfuls of air. As much as he hated admitting it, Syd gave him a better fight than most men he’d fought against. Steroids? He was getting a steroid vibe.

Didn’t matter. It was about time he brought this bullshit to a close, but it wasn’t enough to just end her - no, he needed to give her back just as bad as she’d given him. Reaching down, he hoisted her up on his shoulders, carrying her like a caveman bringing home his meal for the day, and marched over to the nearest corner. He set her up against it, upside, and proceeded to thread her feet on the pads, trapping her in the tree of woe.

Good. Now, he just had to make sure she was aware of what was about to happen.

He pulled Syd up behind her hair and gave her a quick backhand across the face, looking to knock some sense back into her. ”Wake the fuck up.”

[Caborn]

Sydney never fucked with riods. Not really because she thought she didn't need them, or that they weren't worth the side effects. But the woman actually hated needles. It took seven women just to keep her down while the doctors gave her shots to travel internationally. And she gave two of those doctors black eyes. It was her main irrational fear. She'd been stabbed and shrugged it off like some dirt on her shoulder. But the sight of a needle? Sydney would end up burning a house down just to get away from that shit. Either way, Syd didn't need drugs to get strong. She got everything she needed from lifting, fighting, and fucking. The woman preferred it that way, in fact.

More importantly, though, the she monster was in trouble as Brad picked her off the mat. Groaning as she weakly looked around, Syd would find herself being lifted over her opponent's shoulder like a piece of meat. It wasn't often that the blonde beast found herself in this position. Usually it was the other way around as she carried her prey like this. Groaning as he sat her on top of the corner, Syd would find her legs being hooked around the ropes as before being draped from them. Hanging upside down with her back against the turnbuckles as her tits were pulled towards her head by gravity, the she monster would completely come to her senses when the big man slapped her across the face. Grunting as she came to, Sydney would grit her teeth as she started glaring at muscular hunk.

"Ugh...go suck a dick..." the blonde woman would growl up at Brad even as she was hanging there.

[BlackAkuma]

”Yeah,no, there’s been enough dick-sucking today.”

There was a sentence Brad never expected to say. Jesus, this company.

Brad just shook his head as he stood up, looking down at his hapless opponent, strung up like she’d strung him up back at the gym, nowhere to and no way to escape. Though she wasn’t a threat right now, he still felt the need to do something about that mout of her, so he gave her a swift punch in the stomach to drive the wind out of her. From there, he focused on business - namely, her still-wet pussy, ready to burst.

He could’ve brought his tongue into the action, but he figured she would’ve like that too much, given the way she’d tried to ride him out early. No, she was getting the fingers. He pulled her leotard away, revealing her sex to the whole world, and plunged deep with three of his fingers, working her off at a steady pace. He wasn’t trying to draw it out for effect, wasn’t looking to heat her up or tease. It was a rough, heavy fuck, pushing her towards the finishing line.

[Caborn]

Sydney would have made a joke about sucking Brad's dick in response, but as the man started finger fucking her roughly, the she monster found herself unable to form sentences with all the moaning she was doing. Biting her lip in pleasure as the big hunk gave it to her nice and rough, the blonde woman would squirm around as she hung upside down in the corner. Her soaking pussy burning with heat and pleasure as she felt her one piece getting wetter as her fluids ran downwards. Soon enough Syd was letting out animalistic grunts and growls as she tried to resist her orgasm. At this point she knew she was fucked, and that Brad was gonna make her erupt like a bitch in heat as he slutted her out with three fingers pounding in and out of her cunt. The only reason she was still holding out was because it felt so fucking good. The blonde woman wanted to drag this out until she came violently with the biggest, loudest climax the fans ever heard.

"Ooooooh fucking gaaawwwd...Y-yeah...yeah beat that dirty pussy...ooohh fucking give it to momma...harder...fuck me harder..." Syndey would moan out as she started groping her own tits. Soon enough her climax would force its way out of her. Like a damn suddenly breaking, the she-monster's eyes would roll back into her head as she grit her teeth and let out a wild howl as she exploded all over Brad's fingers! Her pussy spraying like a geyser uncontrollably as her body shook. "FUUUUUUUUCCCKKKKkKKK!!!!!!" Sydney screamed out, her body spasming until her orgasm finally slowed and faded. Leaving the woman hanging upside down covered in all her sex juices that's she'd been spraying. Panting like an overheated dog, Syd would drool a little as she basked in the afterglow of that incredible climax.

[BlackAkuma]

Sure enough, Syd popped her top after a fair amount of finger fucking, spewing out like a shaken bottle of Coke. Making a fuck load of noise, too. He’d come across some screams in his day, and hell, he could make a good amount of noise himself when the mood took him, but she came like a feral beast—thrashing around, yelpin00a32ag, moaning and looking for all the world like a woman possessed. Even he had to step back as she popped, thinking she might have had the devil in her. Crazy slut.

Brad grimaced at the sight, then looked down at his hand, covered in her juices. He looked around for something to wipe it off on, then settled on the closest things thing he could find: the referee’s shirt.

”Hey, what the fuck!”

The referee jumped at him like he was about to do something, but Brad just waved him off, not the least bit worried. ”Yeah, yeah. Almost fucking done, chill.”

And he meant that, too. Brad was of a mind to bring this to an end, and he figured he knew exactly how to do it. They were already in the corner, might as well make the most of it, right?

With a grunt, he grabbed Syd, spun her around, and sat her ass down on the turnbuckle. Brad planted one foot on the ropes, then another, scaling them until he stood balance on the middle, then seized her head under his arm and draped her arm over his shoulder. The crowd collectively gasped, knowing what was about to happen and looking on with impending dread.

A superplex. One move to end it all.

Brad gritted his teeth, lifted Syd off the turnbuckle, and…

[Caborn]

Sydney was panting after she came like a god damn erupting volcano. Only thinking about how fucking good that was, the she-monster wasn’t paying attention to her opponent as he made a mess of the refs shirt. The blonde woman was still in her own little world as Brad was wiping off all the sex juices from his hand. “Mmm…fucking hell…you’re not that bad after all...Braddie~” Sydney would mumble out in a daze as she continued hanging upside down. Not long after, though, the badass stud would lift her up so she was sitting on top of the corner. Then, without a word, the blonde man would turn her around so she was facing towards him.

Starting to get a hold of herself, Sydney would find Brad climbing up the corner and getting her into position for a superplex! Eyes going wide, the she-monster would start to struggle in attempt to break free. Feeling Brad start to lift her, Syd would lock her legs together under the top rope turnbuckle to stop him. Groaning as she struggled in his grip, Sydney would start throwing her fist up at the man’s midsection. Looking to punch Brax over and over in his abs until he loosened his grip on her. If Syd managed to break his hold on her, the she monster would stand up on the ropes and try to nail Brad with a headbutt! Rather than let the man fall backwards, though, Sydney would hold onto his head. She was looking to stun him but at the same time keep the big hunk standing up with her in the corner.

[BlackAkuma]

Things were going so well, too.

The thought had occurred to Brad that, really he could’ve finished Syd off with just about anything at this point. He’d run her ragged, bashed her, broken her to the point where she way out of it, and this match was his to win. He had a dozen moves that would finish her off easy and get his point across, proving to everyone - and Red Nation in particular - that he was not a man with which to be fucked.

But screw it, he’d worked hard for this, and he wanted to put a decent exclamation point on the whole thing. The superplex felt fitting, a way to shut her up for good, and everything was going as planned…right up until the moment it wasn’t.

Brad had no idea where Syd found the energy to fight back, but fight back she did, coming back to life with a raging fury. Punch after punch rocked his ribs, knocking the wind clean out of him, making every breath he took a small agon. He was just about to strike back and pacify her when she rose and drove her head forward, ramming their skulls together for an earth-shattering impact. Stunned, stupefied, his body lost its strength and balance all at once, and he began to fall back, only for Syd to stop his descent. She was setting up for something, but he wouldn’t be able to do a damned thing about it until he regained his senses.

[Caborn]

With a good grip on her opponent’s head, Syd would shake her head to clear her thoughts. Brad had given her a pretty good beating. He also gave her one hell of an orgasm. So it was only right that she return the favor and knock his ass out in dramatic fashion! Whether or not this sort of logic made sense to anyone other than Sydney didn’t matter. With Brad reeling from her headbutt, the she-monster would reach down and shove his head between her legs as she climbed up onto the top ropes. Then, reaching down and wrapping her arms around his torso, the blonde woman would suddenly pick him up and seat him over her shoulders. Brad wasn’t the only one who liked big moves like the superplex. Sydney was going to try to mail him with super powerbomb! It wasn’t easy. Lifting him up was hard enough, but now she had to hold him up while also keeping her balance on the ropes. Add in the fact that she was feeling fucking exhausted and Syd was in for a struggle as she strained to keep her footing.

“Now you’re done…fuck meat!” Sydney would roar out into Brad’s crotch before attempting to jump off the top rope and slam her opponent down with the biggest powerbomb she’d ever done in her life! Looking to land sit out style, the she-monster wasn’t really considering how much this would hurt her ass. But as long as it hurt Brad more, then Syd could live with a little more pain.